But, noo that I gied him a closer look, I saw a shifty look in his een that I didna like.

He was a braw, big man, and fine looking enough, save for that look in his een.

But it was too late to back oot then, so we went along.
I liked well enow to hear him talk.

He knew his country, and spoke intelligently and well of the beauties of Galloway.

Truly the scenery was superb.